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Nov 2013
they marked her gravestone
with the words
'beloved friend and daughter'
really? is that all she gets?
beloved?
she was not just beloved
she was as graceful as the pond lilies
and the light in her eyes
put the supernovas to shame
her hair was the colour
of the whiskey she drank
and it cascaded down her back
like a waterfall
her kindness touched people
like a healing remedy
her good heart made priests blush
and her joyous attitude
was infectious
She was too young to die
and too innocent to go like she did
And all she gets is beloved?
She was so much more than that.
Georgia Marginson-Swart
Written by
Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
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   --- and M White
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